6/04/2017

The DOR really needed a ride today, some time to think and ponder things. Being the gentleman that I am I gladly obliged, actually she bribed me with the promise of a slow doodle and munchies on the way. I tried to grab a bite right from the start and got a boot `really Boogie we haven`t even started yet!`. I gave a warning hop and spent the next fifteen minutes blowing marbles. As we wondered on the ridge a coyote went running right infront of me...I blew marbles. The wind started blowing...I blew marbles. The DOR kept patting me on the neck telling how good I was being. We stopped on occasion and I would get a nibble.

The DOR took me to a big wood pile that always gives me marbles and made me go around it twice. I blew a whole truckload of marbles at that. She told me I was a very good boy and took me to the short/steep hill I love to go up. I got very happy and started loping up. Well loping leads to excitement...excitement leads to bucking...bucking leads to werehorse incidents. Yep I bucked and didn`t stop when asked, so the DOR told me to `Go big or go home!` and gave me a boot. Alrighty then. Not only am I going big, I am going home. Bucking like a wild horse I barely missed sliding down the same hill I came up, I did buck my way into an old coyote den, and past a shooting target. I finally realized the DOR was not taking my offer for a flying dismount and I also realized home was at least a mile away, so I quit bucking. I figured the DOR would be happy with this and head home, but NO! She marched my butt back down and made me go up the hill again and circle each target twice. She also made me take the long way home. We went down the road to check the mail and stopped to visit people along the way.

I would like to point out that the wind picked up when I headed up the hill, I saw the white of a target as I crested the hill and we all know how I feel about white. To top all that off a very noisy train went by. So you see none of it was truly my fault.